Freshly rehabbed maneater Kirsten Dunst is on the prowl and ready to sink her teeth into the first young actor she meets. Her beautiful, corn kernel teeth. Page Six reports that Speed Racer Emile Hirsch narrowly avoided a head-on genital collision with Dunst:
Watch out, Emile Hirsch – Kirsten Dunst has her eye on you. Our spy saw the rehabbed starlet smoking cigarettes outside the Bowery Hotel and told us, "Kirsten was there just to see Emile." After she finished her cig, the source said, Kirsten followed the press-shy actor to club Bowery Electric next door. "She was all alone," our snitch said. "She was going to the bar just to see him." But just two days later, OK! magazine reports, Dunst was "all over Justin Long trying to kiss him."
Oh was she now? Take it away, OK!:
ìJustin was holding Kirstenís hand while walking around downtown NYC in the SoHo area,î an eyewitness tells OK!. ìThey looked like they had stayed out all night and Justin had bloodshot eyes, but Kirsten was all over him and kept leaning in to kiss him.î
What is the magic of this Justin Long dude? First he bangs Drew Barrymore and now he's fighting off Kirsten Dunst with a stick. Is it because he's a Mac and he's, like, totally LAID BACK and CHILL and hep and casual Friday, his Joe Cool attitude and Feist/Ting Tings soundtrack an irresistible tool for pulling high-caliber poon? Which makes you wonder what kind of actresses are pawing at the crotch of the PC guy. Patricia Heaton and Mary Hart? Maybe Heidi Montag.
Miz Dunst shows it off at MrSkin.com.
